Do you deserve to tease me?

Fu Yanxu finally followed me back to the Prince's Mansion.

Although the method of going back was not honorable, the means I used were not gentle.

It can be said that he was directly tied back by me.

Throw it in the carriage nearby, and drive all the way back to the city without any pause.

Then he was dumped by me in the secret room of the Prince's Mansion.

Yes.

Chamber of Secrets.

In fact, this is not because the command makes the psychology abnormal.

But His Highness the Crown Prince gave such an order.

Anyway, Fu Yanxu was locked in the secret room by me.

I first went to see the prince to return to life.

At that time, the prince was playing chess with himself, a cup of tea in his hand was still smoking, and the maid playing the fan stared at me with a shocked expression.

The prince was also shocked.

The prince looked at me, and then at his chessboard.

In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore and asked me: "Why are your clothes torn?"

Good question.

I replied lightly: "I was bitten by a dog."

This matter has to be reversed and said that Zizi Yinmao is ugly.

Although Fu Yanxu is an alchemist, he is still hysterical after being unpredictable.

When I tied him up, he just bit me when he caught me.

That's really...

Fortunately, the commander is highly skilled in martial arts, otherwise he would have to hand over his clothes to the ground on the spot.

But even so.

My beautiful and expensive clothes.

There is still a hole.

The prince did not expect that such a thing would happen to me.

He looked sympathetic.

But sympathy is followed by ruthlessness.

The prince said: "Then let him calculate slowly until I am satisfied."

This counts as an order.

I naturally agreed.

This scene about me is done.

The moment it was over, Xiaofeng rushed over to help me get the mask.

She sighed: "Tell me about you, if you don't wear a mask, there is no such thing as a male lead!"

I didn't say anything, I just turned my head and glanced at the prince who stood up from the chair.

The prince looked at me blankly, and I sighed and shook my head.

He doesn't understand.

Just now, my secretary's secretary, my assistant, said in front of him that he was not as good as me.

Although it is true.

But I think I should also be low-key and humble.

So I told Xiaofeng that if I want to tell the truth in the future, I can go to the bathroom.

Close the door, turn on the phone, record it, and send it to my mailbox.

Xiaofeng showed doubts: "Why did you send it to the mailbox?"

My short answer: "Crap goes into the trash."

As for Fu Yanxu.

After that, he still has his part to shoot.

One is various close-ups of him being immaculately locked in the back room.

One is his sneer and disdain when he was forced to do a fortune-telling by others.

The other is that His Highness the Crown Prince went to see him.

The prince asked him why he didn't help him, didn't he have the fate and destiny of an emperor.

He doesn't speak.

The prince asked him again if he wanted to live or die.

The alchemist with a calm expression from the beginning to the end raised his head.

There was only one faint candle in the secret room.

Falling between his brows and eyes, it was like the rising and setting sun, only lighting up his dark eyes.

Fu Yanxu smiled lightly: "I only count the world, not the world."

At that time, I was sitting on the sofa watching, Xiaofeng poured water for me and fanned me.

I seem to be the prince in the play.

Just peel the oranges yourself.

Then I heard the sound of breathing in and out of the crew.

The screenwriter murmured: "It's so good-looking, he is the alchemist in my mind."

I don't care.

The director choked up and said, "This acting almost brought me into the play."

I'm a little curious.

The make-up artist in charge of the make-up burst into tears.

I was startled and asked her what was wrong.

She lost her mind and said: "I didn't put makeup on him at all in this scene."

I fell into a moment of thought.

Until the assistant director also wiped tears beside him.

I wondered: "Is his acting skills so good?"

The assistant director shook his head.

The assistant director said: "I haven't slept well recently."

I turned my head and looked back without saying a word.

In fact, Fu Yanxu's acting role is not much more than mine.

But the victory lies in the fact that his personality is bright enough.

Compared with the strategizing of the hero prince, he is more like a hermit who is out of the plot.

Generally speaking, in a drama, the male lead must shine, but the second male lead is usually loved by others.

The third male has no name.

Even if there is, it depends on how popular the show is.

But Fu Yanxu and I are confused and inexplicable about this kind of matter.

There is some tacit understanding.

He took a fancy to the alchemist's character design, and so did I.

He doesn't care that the alchemist is just an ordinary boy, and neither do I.

He came to film, and I came too.

This damn evil fate ah.

I sighed.

That night I returned to the villa in my low-key sports car.

The old housekeeper stood at the door, looking forward to it.

Seeing that I didn't bring anyone back, I immediately turned around in disappointment and left.

I couldn't help asking him: "Why do you always expect me to fall in love?"

The old butler was heartbroken immediately, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

The old butler said: "How many times! How many years! That year, I was eighteen and she was eighteen. Everything was just right. I think everyone is so young. I want to start a business first! Then a family! But I didn't expect that, When I have everything, she has already married someone else! This miss is a lifetime!"

……

I fell silent.

It wasn't until I sat down at the table and started picking up vegetables with my chopsticks that the old housekeeper came out of his feelings of failure.

He poured me a glass of red wine as if nothing had happened.

And like amnesia, put a rose for me to add mood.

I said, "I..."

He immediately patted his chest: "That year, I was 26, she was 26..."

I quickly interrupted.

I said that your emotional experience is too rich, and I can't match it.

He hates iron but not steel: "Then why don't you work hard?"

I sneered and said that I didn't need to work hard.

The richer the experience, the more it proves that I am not good enough.

The old butler probably felt that he was being connoted, so he put two plates of fruit for me with a sullen face and walked away quickly.

but me.

I received a message from Fu Yanxu.

He told me: Mr. Shen, look, I am dressed like this today.

I turned down and saw the profile of the alchemist hiding in the shadows when he was sitting in the secret room.

I replied lightly: work hard.

Fu Yanxu replied: I miss you very much after work.

I couldn't speak, and put the phone screen down on the table with my backhand.